1. THE FUGITIVE

The Trees Are Grey Here
The Soil Is Damp And Cold
His Senses Are Filled With Drought
After His Flee From The Temple
Rites Made Him Shiver From Fear
Now Waiting For Someone
To Proclaim Salvation
His Price Has Been Paid


2. WORLDS COLLIDE

Mankind fears what eyes fail to conceive.
Unseen presence, within these walls.

The cynic will not acquire but the obedient marches on,
knowing resistance has begun.
The inevitable is at hand. Worlds collide.

Embrace the aftermath whatever is may bring.